The Glamour, The Roasting And Some Housekeeping

I have been away for the longest time. I really need a day between Saturday and Sunday because the relationship between my blog and I has become complicated. We hardly have time to converse and it’s killing me. The silent treatment. Who knows how to solve relationship problems? I know! Those who are single! Single people give the best relationship advice, as paradoxical as it sounds. We all have that one friend who has the best advice yet he/she is so single. Martin Luther King, Jr. once said that our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. There are things that matter and which I wish to give my take on. Brace yourselves, for I bring down this post with a gavel! I have no major topic to discuss; instead I’ll touch on several issues that have happened in the recent past.

Who else has realized what I have. Nowadays there’s clearly more content in the 9pm news. It’s no longer about the news. It’s about the sassy female presenters. Strutting their posterior gracefully cat walking across the studio holding tablets or iPads. Swaying hips from screen one to the other. In the mass communication class, I guess one is disqualified if they are not easy on the eyes. I mean, if you are not attractive enough, the popularity of the station is compromised.

Moving on, I have a bone to pick with some facebook page administrators. Never in this or any alternative universe did I expect a ‘Who killed Mutula’ page to update a post starting with: “Please hide my ID and it goes on and on pulling a Maina Kageni breakfast show kind of a scenario, a repugnant, infectious bigotry we have become so accustomed to…” that’s when I hit the unlike button like yesterday. I’ll not over emphasize on this topic for today.

BET AWARDS 2013

Let’s talk about the 13^th annual Black Entertainment Television awards held last weekend at the Nokia Theatre in L.A. I don’t know what inspired the change of venue as it is usually held at the Shrine Auditorium. At least from 2006. The host was Chris Tucker. I dare say that he did not disappoint at all. While there were plenty of style moments, it was actress Meagan Good barely-there gown that stole the show. I knew her wardrobe choice of a bright blue gown with a plunging neckline was going to cause a stir. Reactions ranged from shock to amazement. What with the super high slit? This tore apart whatever shred of dignity that remained! What got people talking is the fact that she was tasked with presenting the night’s holiest honor—Best Gospel Artist Award. We are not going to hear the end of this story for a long time.

BBA THE CHASE

Coming closer home, I remember the day Alhuddah Njoroge a.k.a Huddah Monroe was evicted from the big brother house. Kenyans on twitter didn’t mince their words. But during her interview on NTV hosted by Larry Madowo, I realized just how strong a lady she is. And the smile! There’s no weapon in the feminine armory to which men are so vulnerable as they are to a smile. But how can so much hate be directed at one person? She is one girl everybody enjoyed hating on. We ridicule these women but we are obsessed with them, clicking every article published about their latest publicity antic, following their twitter feeds and all. An amazing trendsetting achievement was seen on twitter where Hudda was trending round the clock. I envy her accomplishments so far. At 21, with a diploma in programming (I need to see one project she has done though), a vast business empire which includes instagram and twitter and of course modeling, she is way beyond her age. Having successfully auditioned to represent Kenya is that house is a remarkable achievement. But wait a minute. Who else gets paid to attend events? That is one reason why people should not hate on her so much. Allow me to pull this line I learned from a philosophical anthropology class: “Objectively, anything that exists has unity, beauty, goodness and truth”. Before I rest my case, consider in the song “Look At Me Now”, where Chris Brown starts by making a very insightful statement: ‘I don’t see how you can hate from outside the club….You can’t even get in!’ Therefore, if you are not in the big brother house, stop hating from outside the house.  

Someone might wonder whether I support the whole big brother idea. The answer is yes and no. Why I’m I breaking the principle of non-contradiction? I have various reasons to do so. Ever wondered what the BBA is all about? Is there something to learn from the programme? Nothing in the entire world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity. Does Big Brother Africa add any value? One who condones evil is just as guilty as the one who perpetrates it. Well, this is a controversial question. Can Africa youths ask DSTV to give us a BBA where people across the continent go and discuss, proffer solutions to solve Africa problems or something along that line? People will say that might be boring to death. Blissful ignorance is good at times but very embarrassing at other times. For instance, who knows how many millennium development goals there are? When is the implementation deadline?

In my humble opinion, Tusker Project Fame has more value than Big Brother Africa! At least the music is real. The drama is relatable.

The Kenya 7’s Rugby Team

I’m a rugby fanatic since high school prior to which I didn’t have the slightest idea of why grown up men rough up chasing some trapped air in an oval shaped skin mostly branded  ‘Gilbert’. Now I know the rules of the game thanks to one high school bully called Bruno. That guy was not even in the school team. He was a substitute yet the game was his drug. Bruno couldn’t get enough of it. He made form one’s cram the entire 15’s team. I’m tempted to write two pages about Bruno but I’ll resist the temptation and instead take this time to big up our Kenya 7’s team. I congratulate my former classmate Michael Wanjala jersey 9 for making such a remarkable contribution in that squad. The team has continuously performed incredibly, consequently putting Kenya on the world map as far as rugby is concerned. England cut our joy short by beating us 12-5 in the semis at Moscow. We are not giving up. We put a spirited fight. And we are still on them. Yes I said it. That their forefathers colonized Kenya does not intimidate us. England be warned. We will perfect our skills, we will look for you, we will beat you in your territory and we will carry the medals due.

Finally, I conclude by saying that there is an acute shortage of great leaders in Kenya, read Kiambu County. You don’t have to be an expert in leadership to see that. On my next article, I’ll say what I think about the management of my county.

Over and out.